Best friends dressed up in ancient times to become mistresses? You run, I run too!

Upon hearing his mother's words that belittled his beloved woman, Pei Yun Chu was instantly filled with rage.

He turned his head abruptly, his eyes wide open, glaring at his mother with uncontrollable rage, his voice unusually loud with anger:

"Mother! I won't allow you to talk about Xiaoyi like that!"

His chest heaved violently, as if a surge of power was about to burst forth.

Then, he took a deep breath and continued his righteous and eloquent rebuttal:

“Mother, the truth is not as bad as you think. From beginning to end, apart from my deep affection for Xiaoyi, she only had some past with Song Hanchuan.”

"But everyone knows that Song Hanchuan is just a eunuch, physically disabled, so how could he do anything excessive to Xiaoyi?"

Madam Pei, however, dismissed this with disdain. She snorted coldly, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

"Even if he can't really do anything substantial, so what?"

"He still has hands and feet, but can you guarantee that his hands and feet will be perfectly proper?"

Even if we assume that Song Hanchuan is a gentleman, a paragon of virtue, there is still a difference between men and women.

Their relationship has been tumultuous and messy for so many years that it has ruined their reputations.

As for Liu Zhiyi, she was a young woman who was not yet married, yet she shamelessly moved into the Prime Minister's residence. Such behavior was not that of a respectable woman.

How can a woman as immoral and shameless as her be considered innocent?

Pei Yun Chu could no longer contain his anger and roared at Madam Pei:

"Mother! Shut up! You're not allowed to slander Xiaoyi anymore!"

The atmosphere inside the spacious carriage was unusually heavy.

Song Hanchuan sat upright in his seat, his originally fair and slender hands now clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

His face was terribly gloomy, as if a storm was about to break, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

Suddenly, he tried to get up, but before he could move, a soft hand quickly pressed down on his shoulder.

Song Hanchuan was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses and looked up, he found that the owner of the hand was Liu Zhiyi.

She frowned slightly and gently shook her head at Song Hanchuan, signaling him not to act impulsively.

"Just treat these irrelevant people as mere dog barks."

Liu Zhiyi spoke softly, her voice calm as still water, but the determination within it was undeniable.

Upon hearing this, Song Hanchuan paused slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of resentment, unwillingness, and deep guilt.

"But......"

Song Hanchuan gritted his teeth, his anger barely contained. He couldn't tolerate those people speaking ill of and pointing fingers at the people he cherished.

I wish I could rush out immediately and skin the other person alive.

No matter how noble her status is.

Those who harmed him deserve to die.

At the same time, I couldn't help but blame myself.

It's all his fault. Xiao Yi is naive and kind, carefree and happy, and doesn't think too much. But he's been living alone for over a decade; he should know the stakes better than anyone.

If he had restrained his lust for Liu Zhiyi back then and insisted on buying a separate house to live separately from Xiaoyi, perhaps this situation could have been avoided.

Blame him.

A deep sense of self-reproach welled up in Song Hanchuan's eyes, and the guilt in his heart seemed to be threatening to devour him.

Liu Zhiyi naturally noticed the fluctuations in Song Hanchuan's heart.

She curved her lips into a smile, reached out her hands, gently cupped Song Hanchuan's cheeks, and then gently turned his head so that his gaze met hers.

The moment their eyes met, time seemed to freeze, and everything around them became insignificant.

"That's just how I am. If I like you, I want to be with you every moment. I was the one who insisted on moving into your room in the first place, so why are you blaming yourself for it?"

"Besides, a thousand people have a thousand mouths, and each mouth will say different things. If you care about everything, you might as well not live."

What's the use of what others say? It's better for the two of us to live a good life; that's more important than anything else. Don't you agree?

Song Hanchuan gently pursed his lips, and his previously tense face gradually relaxed, with a faint smile reappearing on his face like a spring breeze.

He nodded slightly in agreement.

Seeing this, Liu Zhiyi finally released her hands from Song Hanchuan's cheeks.

A satisfied smile immediately appeared on that stunningly beautiful face.

Her sparkling eyes blinked, like peach blossoms blooming in spring, glistening with morning dew and shining brightly in the sunlight, beautiful and charming.

She curved her lips into a smile, gently nestled into Song Hanchuan's arms, and was caught by him, their bodies entwined intimately.

She said softly:

"Besides, my dear husband, our wedding day is in three days! After we're married, why don't we have a child as soon as possible?"

It would be best to have a boy, like Song Hanchuan, a gentleman, a white-robed prime minister, a person as beautiful as jade.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhiyi felt countless bubbles rising in her heart, a bittersweet feeling.

Song Hanchuan's voice was hoarse.

"Okay, just listen to Madam."

Upon hearing these words, Yun'er and Xia'er, who had been serving by the side, instantly brightened up, as if the sky had cleared after the dark clouds had dispersed.

Yun'er excitedly chimed in:

"Yes, yes, yes! My lord and madam, hurry up and have a bunch of adorable little masters, so we can give that Lady Marquis a good slap in the face! Let her know how capable our lord is!"

Xia'er quickly echoed in agreement:

"That's right! Those blind fools dare to say our master is incompetent, they're truly blind! Our master is more capable than anyone else!"

Not only was the master exceptionally capable, but the mistress also possessed extraordinary stamina. Whenever the two were in the mood, they would entwine all night long.

It was common for them to make love more than ten times a night. The servants had to bring water into their room at least three times a night before the intense noise would gradually subside.

It is utterly outrageous that such a mighty adult is slandered and said to be incompetent!

Those who talk nonsense really deserve to be slapped in the face!

Yun'er and Xia'er's indignant expressions made the two parties involved blush deeply.

Song Hanchuan glanced at Liu Zhiyi and said with his eyes, "Your two maids have surpassed their teachers."

I've only been with you for a short time, but you speak without any restraint, spouting vulgar and offensive language.

Liu Zhiyi awkwardly tugged at the corner of her mouth; this really had nothing to do with her!

As the carriage drove further and further away, the sounds of arguing gradually faded away.

When the carriage returned to the gate of the Prime Minister's residence, Qingyun was pacing anxiously at the gate. As soon as he saw the two of them return, his eyes lit up and he ran forward.